We've been in Texas for a few days, joining other family members in celebrating the life of Wayne's brother Dean who passed away a few weeks ago. And that's what it was...a celebration. Oh, there were tears too but for the most part we honored the memory of a man who was generous with his love, his time and his stories.
It was three days of family time and good for all involved. I loved watching Dean's kids go through all the photos, old letters and various other papers Wayne's mom had saved through the years. She had multiple folders for all the boys and we'd collected and sorted them out after her death, distributing them at her memorial service earlier this summer. I know she was smiling down at the joy they brought as those papers and pictures were being passed from one person to another on Saturday.
And we did what any family does when they gather to bury a loved one. We told stories, ate too much and laughed way more than we cried. There was plenty of good Mexican food, given our location, and a rousing game of Uno thrown in too. Nothing heals quite like time with family.
It was a lot of miles in a short amount of time...but we wouldn't have been anywhere else.
(hugs)
Posted by: Linda j | November 10, 2010 at 02:55 AM
Indeed.
Posted by: Benjamom | November 10, 2010 at 06:16 AM
I thought perhaps you were on the road to celebrate the life of a loved one. I am grateful you made it hope safely.
Posted by: Linda | November 10, 2010 at 06:23 AM
Big hugs to you and your family, Brenda. What a wonderful way to celebrate the life of someone so special.
Posted by: Jeanne | November 10, 2010 at 06:58 AM
So glad you had that time together to celebrate Dean's life. The image of everyone enjoying the papers and pictures Wayne's mother kept is so sweet. Keeps me going as a scrapbooker. ;) I'm happy you made it home safely and hope life will slow down for you for awhile.
Posted by: MilliD | November 10, 2010 at 09:43 PM